One Direction preferences 2.0

2. How you meet (HIS P.O.V.)

Niall:

I was walking down the street, looking at the people passing by. Most people were on their phone, talking with someone. They weren't paying attention to anyone else. I see a girl coming my way. She isn't on her phone, but she isn't really looking either. 'Look out!' I say as she comes closer and closer. She comes back to reality and looks at me. 'I really thought you were going to run into me' I smile at her. She is really pretty. She laughs 'I'm so sorry, I think I was in my own bubble' she says. I look at her. 'Well, at least you're pretty' I say and I hold out my hand to her, waiting for her to grab it. '(Y/N)' she says and shakes my hand. Something about her makes me feel comfortable, so I decide to take a chance. 'What about you give me your number, so I can call you sometime' I say. Her cheeks turn a shade of red. For a moment I think I went too far, but then she smiles. 'All right, give me your phone' she says. I give her my phone. I can't believe this worked. She walks away and a thought crosses my mind. I grab my phone and call the number. She looks at her screen and picks up. 'Just checking!' I say and I smile at her. She smiles back and walks away. Man, I really can't believe that just worked.

Louis:

I was at a party with a few friend. We were all standing in the kitchen, just drinking and having fun. A girl walks in, she looks around and starts to walk to the fridge. Her foot gets stuck and she falls forward. Before I can think I grab her to prevent the fall. 'Here you go' I say as I help her back to her feet. She looks at me 'Thanks.. ehh..' 'Louis' I say and shake her hand. '(Y/N)' she says and smiles at me. I see no one with her. 'You're here alone?' I ask. She shakes her head. 'Not really. But the person I'm with is kind of.. occupied..' She smiles. I don't really get her joke, but I smile too. I want to keep talking to her, so I say the next thing that comes to mind. 'Good, then you can spend the night with me.' As I say it, I hear how bad it sounds. Her eyes widen. 'Oh.. ehh.. That was not what I meant' I say and I can feel my cheeks burn. How can I make this less creepy? 'I meant.. We can hang out and get to know each other.' Oh gosh.. She must think I am really weird. But instead of walking away she smiles at me. 'Sure, I would like that.' she says. Just like that, she gives me a new chance.

Zayn:

The last few days at school were weird. Everybody was looking forward to meeting the new girl. I didn't really care, I liked being by myself. In almost every class I would sit by myself, and I like it that way. People talk to much. A girl walks in, she looks around the room. The only seat is next to me. Yay.. She sits down and suddenly I feel intrigued. She doesn't talk to me and I don't talk to her. Mr. Flores, the Spanish teacher, says we need to do an assignment in pairs. I don't know why, but I feel the need to talk to her. I turn to her and say 'Hi, I'm Zayn. You're new right?' She looks me deep in the eyes. 'Yes, I am. (Y/N).' she says. 'Nice to meet you' I smile at her. Something feels right, about talking to her. 'Nice to meet you too' she says. I'm not sure she means it. 'Where are you from?' I ask. I am being so curious, but I want to know everything about her. I write down an answer, waiting for her to respond. 'Canada' she says and checks my answer. 'What are you doing here?' I am looking at her, she look familiar somehow. 'Long story short, I wanted to live with my dad' she says. Now it hits me. Her dad. 'Your dad.. He is Charles, right?' She nods 'How did you know?' See, that's why she look familiar. I saw her picture. 'My dad and your dad are friends. I guess we will be seeing a lot of each other.' She looks at me and smiles. 'I guess so.'

Harry:

Last week I saw this girl in the shop. I don't know why, but I can't stop thinking about her. Her beautiful eyes, her smile.. I want to see her again. I want to talk to her, to get to know her.  I walk into the shop, get the things I need and go to the check-out. There is a girl in front of me. I look at her. That is her! That is the girl I have been thinking about since last week. I panic, what should I say to her? Without thinking I say 'I'm sorry, could you tell me what time it is?' Oh great, I am wearing my watch.. She is going to think I'm so weird.. 'Sure, it's 2 pm.' she says. 'Thanks' I smile at her. What more can I say? She looks at me. 'Is your watch broken?' she asks and points at my watch. I smile a little. 'No it is not.' 'So why did you ask me?' she laughs. Oh no, how am I going to say this without sounding totally crazy? 'Do I have to tell you?' I smirk at her. She smiles. 'You don't have to, but I would like to know.' I can feel my cheeks turn red. 'Hmm.. it is embarrassing.. I wanted an excuse to talk to you.' My eyes meet hers and I look at the ground. 'Really? Why?' she sounds interested. I decide to be honest to her. 'I saw you last week and I told myself: If I see her again, I will talk to her. So then I saw you again today, and I promised myself I would talk to you.' I laugh, because this sounds so creepy. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come of.. creepy?' She laughs too. 'Creepy? No. It is sweet. People don't speak to each other enough these days.' I smile at her. She is amazing. 'Harry' I say and reach my hand out to her. She grabs my hand '(Y/N)'. I'm so glad I decided to talk to her.

Liam:

I was standing at the bus stop, looking at the other people. It was starting to rain, so a lot of people takes their umbrella.  The girl next to me doesn't have one. She looks at the rain, as if it is only affecting her. She pulls her coat tighter around her. I feel bad for her and ask her 'Are you okay?' She looks up at me. 'I am. I forgot my umbrella' she laughs. 'Do you want to share mine?' I ask and step closer towards her. She smiles. 'Thanks'. We are standing so close to each other. She smells really nice. 'I'm Liam' I say. '(Y/N)' she says 'Thanks for sharing your umbrella with me.' I smile at her. How could I not? 'Ofcourse.' 

The bus comes and we get in. I don't know what to say to her, but I don't want her to go. Something about her draws me towards her. 'Ehh, so where are you going?' I ask, trying to start a conversation. 'Home. The next stop is my stop.' she says and starts to pack her things. Oh no. 'I know this may sound weird, but.. Could I get your number?' I look at her and smile. Maybe if I smile it would sound more.. normal? She laughs. 'After you, so graciously, offered me the half of your umbrella? Sure.' She gives me her number and gets of the bus. I want to text her right away. 'Nice to meet you! x Liam I text her and watch as she reads it. The bus drives away. My phone buzzes. 'Nice to meet you too. Thanks again for keeping me dry! x (Y/N).' I can't help but smile.